I don't need or want your advice, especially from those, as I just mentioned, who cannot fill my shoes on this one.

Reminder: former junkie here and 38 years of cigarettes. If you can't match that, then reminding you again, SHUT THE FUCK UP. BECAUSE YOU SIMPLY CANNOT RELATE ON THE LEVEL I AM GOING THROUGH CURRENTLY.

I have been beating things into oblivion with my trusty baseball bat, gifted to me by my older, mixed ethnicity leatherboy. It's been therapeutic. Just understand if you honestly believe you have something to say on this matter, I am disabling comments on this post.

You will have to come see me face-to-face. And as I am certain you have gathered, your opinions about what I am going through are not welcomed. And, I am using my very formidable size and excessive strength to eradicate the withdrawals I am still feeling three days later, with force and violence to bring myself to remove negative energy from my life right now.

I honestly do not give a flying fuck, a rat's ass or a shit whether you agree or not. This is MY LIFE AND MY STRUGGLE WITH THIS ADDICTION. You don't get a say about it. No, seriously, fuck you if you think you do. Or better yet, since I have disabled comments, feel free to tell me to my face about your opinions about something that isn't about you after being warned that this isn't about you and to shut the fuck up.

This is where I am at today. Tread carefully during the next several weeks. And since my small-minded employer will fire me if I take THC, this is, for the most part, COLD FUCKING TURKEY.

When things are better, I will let you know. Just understand that this isn't just my trigger at the moment, this is my fucking NUCLEAR DETONATOR.